Void circle, void night palace.

"Hahaha... Ulquiola, when you killed me, you didn't expect to be where you are today, right? ”

Before the entrance to the palace, Sal Apollo laughed uncontrollably... Behind him were the Guilty Men hidden under the black robes, and the hundreds of imaginary red monsters.

And Killian, who was in charge of guarding the palace, rebelled... Their hollow eyes were now filled with blood-red colors, and they exuded intense murderous intent and resentment.

Ulquiorla looked indifferently at Sal Apollo, who had come with revenge... It was he who cut off the traitor's head and sent him to hell in the first place.

"Tsk... I didn't expect you, a traitor, to have the courage to come back~"

"It's pathetic... Do you think that controlling these Killians will be a threat to us? ”

"Sunsun, don't say that... Master Grandz and his men who don't even dare to see the sun. ”

Apache, Mira, and Sunsun around Helibel couldn't get used to Sal Apollo's arrogance, and opened their mouths to mock him.

"You three, be quiet." Helibel stopped the trio from continuing to mess around.

"Oops, oops... Why bother, they all went to hell and had to run back. ”

Stark got seriously unusually serious... Those blood-colored monsters that are similar to ordinary void appearances, but have no void holes, give people the feeling that they are too ominous.

"It would be nice to kill this bastard one more time... Crunchy. Yami, clenched into a fist, smiled cruelly.

Ulquiora pulled out his sword: "Sal Apollo, this time I won't even leave you with a soul. ”

"I'm sorry... You dilutors, you don't have a chance. ”

Sal Apollo hooked his fingers... In the next moment, all of Killian's mouths condensed a red void flash - boom!

In the midst of the smoke, many of the great voids on Ulquiola's side dispersed... Some of them rushed to the outer controlled Killian, and some chose to deal with the monsters they brought.

Ulquiorla appeared in front of Sal Apollo with Stark... For them, as long as they can kill them, it is a victory.

Sonorous... A large black knife with three blade points blocked Ulquiola's attack.

Bang... Another flaming sword blocked Stark's slash.

"Zhu Lian... You guys can play with them for a while. ”

"Yes, Lord Grants."

Under the black robe appeared a handsome man with purple hair... He is the messenger of hell who has returned from the home of Kasumidalu.

Ulquiorra and Stark glanced at each other as they distanced themselves... The enemy is strong.

"Blockade, Blackwing Demon!"

"Hunt him down, wolves!"

At the same time, the spiritual pressure of the two people who returned to the blade broke through the sky, enveloping the entire heavenly dome... But the next moment, a red mist surged in.

"This is..."

"Not good..."

Both of them perceive at the same time... The red mist that came out of those monsters made them want to destroy everything.

"What's wrong? Keep showing what you're up to... It's so powerful, we really can't beat you, but you-all! Be my slave!! ”

Sal Apollo, who was protected by many black-robed people, laughed even more wildly... The monsters he brought with him were called "Primordial Void".

"Ulquiola... If you turn around and run away now, you still have a chance... Hahaha. ”

"Killing you is also an opportunity."

Ulquiorla suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse... His companions all had more or less tyranny on their faces at this time.

Even Nilou, who has the mildest personality, has a struggling expression on her face... But they had to choose to kill the bloody monsters.

This is their home, a place that must be guarded... No outsiders should be trampled on!

"Big Brother Stark, it's a quick fix."

Ulquiorla not only did not withdraw her spiritual pressure, but cast it again... The second stage returns to the blade.

"Really... Someone put it on the table. ”

Stark, who turned his twin guns, put away the last ramblings... These red mist that can affect their minds, the more they release spiritual pressure, the faster they will be eroded.

These monsters are not strong, though... Only the level of the Achukas class.

But if you kill them... Dead ones produce more mist that eats away at the person who does it.

The fastest to kill... At this time, his eyes were already red, and even his companions began to attack.

"Wise judgment, amazing strength and execution, worthy of the king of the virtual circle... But you'd better defeat them. Sal Apollo, who pushed the frame, did not hide his appreciation.

Hmmm... Ulquiorra and both of them disappeared at the same time.

Ding-Ulquiola's palm stabbed Zhu Lian's body... This strange purple-haired man had an unusually high temperature and hardness coming from his body.

Sal Apollo's voice appeared: "Let me introduce you to the companions of hell... Zhu Lian, the messenger of the flames. ”

Ding Ding Ding... The next attack from the side was a thin middle-aged man with dark eyes, and his weapon was the black broadsword with three blades.

"Ziyun, he was a famous swordsman when he was alive... His weapons are made of Hellstone, so be careful. ”

Bang bang bang ... Dressed as a hunter, Stark with two guns faced three enemies by himself.

His soul attack glowing with blue light was rarely blocked by the enemy.

"It looks like a sumo wrestler is Daikin... See those mouths? You can eat anything... Hahaha. ”

"Where's this tentacle man... It's ultramarine, a work that can be transformed by my own hands. ”

Sal Apollo's gaze turned to the tall, lanky man with a dark purple color.

"Finally, what about this four-meter-tall strong man... It's my green. The guards of the four gates of the Jingling Court can't even stop him with a punch... Sorry, you haven't seen them. In other words, the steel skin that you are proud of will shatter at the slightest touch. ”

Thundered... While Sal Apollo was thinking about it in pieces, the others were not idle, they were all fighting selflessly.

"Hey... I was kind enough to explain it to you, but no one listened. Life... It's so lonely. ”

Poof... As soon as Sal Apollo's words fell, he was pierced through his heart by the white claws that appeared.

"Idiot... Do you think these people can protect you? ”

"Hmm... It's you, little leopard, Grimmjo..."

Sal Apollo turned his head and saw the blue-haired man behind him... The Faceless Humanoid Leopard King, Grimjo Jakajack.

Syllable... The black-robed men guarding Sal Apollo not only did not move, but he himself firmly grasped Grimmacho's palm: "Sneak attack is not good... It should be punished. ”

"Grimjo... Get out of here! ”

Ulchio stretched out his fingers and tried to push his enemies back with a black void flash... But Zhu Lian, who was able to control the flame attack and defense, did not retreat a step and took the blow hard.

Airplanes... The same spiritual pressure as the Scarlet Monsters emerged from Sal Apollo's body, enveloping Grimjo in an instant.

He's taken all the "primordial" origins into his body... Those blood-red monsters were produced by his body.

As for why this is the case?

Very simple... Because the present hell only punishes human beings.

The mission of the will of hell is to create a false imagination of human resentment, despair, revenge, and other negative emotions, in order to suppress the excessive number of human beings.

The whole imaginary circle of the imaginary... They are all combined by the power of the "Void" diluted thousands of times: this is the origin of the Void race!

If the power of the primordial void is not diluted... Then these voids will undoubtedly rush into the present world and send them to death.

After all, today's world... It's the Grim Reaper who is in control.

But now... But without this consideration, this is the main reason why Aizen can become the new will of hell.

Swish... The black-robed man from afar appeared beside Sal Apollo.

"Lord Grants... The Great Void Forest has been fully controlled. ”

"Well... What a pity, good... Grimmajo, go and play. ”

"Roar...!"

Grimmacho's original green eyes were dyed with a desperate red... It's like the Blood Moon in Hell.

With a beastly roar, he rushed into the distance... Launched an attack on his former companions.

"This is the end of the game... The king of the imaginary circle, the ridiculous frog at the bottom of the well... Be my slave! Hahahaha..."

Sal Apollo, who looked up to the sky and laughed, stretched out his hands and hugged the "sun" ... The next moment, all the black-robed people around him melted, turning into red mist and entering his body.

Buzz - invisible fluctuations spread, and the blood-colored monsters exploded at the same moment.

Crash... The wind is blowing.

A thick red fog filled the land, obscured the heavens, and blocked the bright sunlight... Waves of thick red mist, surging heavily like wool balls, engulfed those who wanted to leave and stay, and hesitated.

No great void is immune... The anger, despair, and resentment that rushed into my mind did not sink into the bone marrow, touched the nerves, and buried reason in this way.

Roar——!

The roar of the crowd spread out, echoing for a long time in the palace complexes that had lost their vitality everywhere.

"Away... Get out of here... Please, big brother. ”

"If you want to go, you should go..."

The two people who were taken care of by Sal Apollo... returned to the state before returning to the blade, but the other party did not choose to attack, but looked at them struggling with interest.

As long as it's virtual... It is impossible to stop the erosion of the power of the Void: for this is the most critical substance that makes up their souls.

Without these diluted powers... Void, or even not born at all.

"No... I am the king of the void circle, and I can't abandon it... Walk! ”

Unleashing the last of her strength, Ulquiorra threw Stark into the distance... It's they who are too careless.

If you had given up the Void Night Palace and retreated at the beginning, it would not have been so quick to rout.

Can... This is the kingdom they have built and maintained together, and no one wants to give it up.

"Go find that guy... He..."

Ulquiora's miserable green pupils gradually covered in red.

Before he finally loses his sense of self, he sees the white-haired man appear... It was the black-robed man who had reported to Sal Apollo just now.

"Stay... Koyatai Stark, you are an important fighting force. The black knives that appeared were the first to stand in the way of Stark's exit from the Red Mist.

But Stark didn't even look at him, but stroked his sword with tenderness: "I'm sorry, Lilynette... I'll leave it to you. ”

"Stark... What are you going to do?"

Stark's soul burns through his body... These originally pure blue powers are now covered in blood red.

"Go to the current Urahara store and find Izumi Kiyowa!"

Stark, who turned into a soul wolf, rushed towards the black knife with a fierce momentum.

Looking at Stark, who was going to break through even if he didn't hesitate to burn his soul, a trace of arc appeared at the corner of the black knife's mouth... Then die.

Bang!

Under the violent fluctuations of the spirit son, the thick red mist was even broken a little... Through the faint sunlight, Stark, who had become a lone wolf, passed through the body of the black knife and sliced through the sky and disappeared.

Whew... Even this kind of pain that even burned the soul did not make the black knife frown: because he was used to it.

"Grands-sama, I'm sorry... Let him run. ”

"It's okay... His power was originally special, but now he has burned most of his soul, and he is already a waste, and there is no value to chase... Alright, we're going to hurry. ”

For Stark's desperate escape, Sal Apollo didn't care at all... Looking for Izumi Kiyowa? It would be nice if he came back alive.

This sudden battle came to an abrupt halt... The void people of the Void Night Palace completely fell in this way and were controlled by him.

Then it's time for them to launch an assault on the world... The culprits released from hell are nothing more than cannon fodder to attract the attention of the Grim Reaper.

Once they're out of hell... He will no longer "enjoy" the treatment of resurrection, and if he dies, he will really be a hundred, and he will not be able to leave even any soul.

But there are still rational blamers... will accept it: the punishment of hell is too harsh and too cruel.

Airplanes... Sal Apollo, who controlled the Great Void to open the black cavity, took the first step.

Next... He will lead the Great Void of the Void Night Palace, as well as the countless small voids of the Great Void Forest, to launch an endless stream of attacks on Kuza Town!

Click, click... The sky in Kuzacho cracked, and a large area of black nothingness appeared.

Out of it are an overwhelming and innumerable number of imaginary groups... The whole sky was plunged into darkness, and the breath of despair permeated the world.

But the next moment, there was light... Airplanes!!

Paper sliding doors connect the sky... Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Inside the open door, hundreds of black butterflies danced... These butterflies, which symbolize "hell", finally live up to their name at this moment: they bring the Grim Reaper with them to meet the virtual swarm that really comes from hell.

The Grim Reapers, dressed in death overlord costumes, came out of the door, all holding the hilt of their swords with solemn expressions.

"Gentlemen, all of them will fight to the end!"

Clanging - Ashidon's resounding sound of drawing his sword in the sky ignited the entire battlefield.

"Kill!"

"Bastard... Did you bring the entire imaginary circle here?! ”

"Let's go back to hell for uncle..."

The roaring Grim Reapers, each in twos and threes, formed a team to meet the boundless group of voids... At this moment, no one will back down.

There is no doubt that this is a bloody battle ... For now, there is no life.